Chapter 38 Making Dumplings

When the monk heard my words, although he had a puzzled expression on his face, he didn't ask, but ran directly in our direction. When the pangolin and the others saw the monk running towards us, they all hesitated, but they also began to walk towards us slowly.

Just as the monks and the others had just walked to the middle of the tomb, there was a piercing sound similar to a cat's meow from somewhere, which was the cry of a two-faced monster baby. Shortly after that cry was heard, all the dried corpses in the tank began to slowly shake, as if they were getting rid of some restraints.

Seeing such a scene, I couldn't care about the monks and them, so I picked up Nangong and ran into the cemetery. The exclamations and noisy footsteps of the pangolins were already heard behind me, and I knew that the golden bodies of the boys and girls must have changed. But I didn't look back, and ran as fast as I could.

When Nangong and I ran to the tomb gate, we stopped, and the stone door that was cut by Brother Luoya became intact at this moment! Could it be that Nangong and I ran in the wrong direction in a daze, and I didn't know where I went? But there is only one burial passage in this burial chamber, and there is no fork in the road at all, how can we go wrong?

Just when we didn't know what to do, there was a sound of footsteps from behind. I looked back and saw that the monks had already run in front of us.

The pangolin looked at me and said, "Did you mess around with something inside and touch the mechanism inside?" ”

I shook my head and told them how the big white girl had disappeared and what I had inferred. The pangolin's eyes became a little gloomy after listening to my speculation, and the lean man complained again. This guy is simply a typical split personality, when he is cold, he is like a piece of ice that no one bothers to take care of, but sometimes he is like a broken old lady in the countryside, and her mouth crackles and talks endlessly.

But this was obviously not the time to listen to him complain, and before he could say a word, the monk shook his head and blocked his next words.

The monk said to us, "Li Sha can't have known about the mechanism a long time ago. Don't forget, she came in with us. If she knew about the mechanism, she wouldn't have come in behind us. ”

The monk's words also made sense, but if she hadn't known about the mechanism here for a long time, how could she suddenly disappear under Nangong's nose? Did she fall into the way of the boys and girls inside? Then she's in danger now.

But now is not the time to think about that, because the dried corpses are slowly coming over. Those guys were like a bunch of African refugees, scrawny and skeletal as they walked towards us. If I hadn't seen them so terrifying, I would have thought they had come to ask us for food.

We slowly retreated to the edge of the stone gate, and the thick-eyed man looked at the stone gate and shouted at Brother Luoya: "Tang Bohu, what's going on?" Are you used to the dry tofu slag project, and cutting a door also cuts corners for Lao Tzu. ”

I'm not in the mood to think that I dare to call myself Tang Bohu because those African refugees have slowly surrounded us. Blocked us in a semi-circle at the door.

The pangolin shouted at the thick eyebrows, and the thick eyebrows pulled out a flamethrower from his backpack and aimed it at the little refugees. But there were two hundred of them, and I'm sure the big man didn't have time to light the fire before we were overwhelmed by these little refugees.

The corpses stopped a few meters in front of us, standing motionless as if waiting for something to come. Just when we looked at each other and didn't know what to do, a figure slowly walked from a distance, she walked very lightly, as if floating over, this strange posture suddenly made my heart tighten.

When the figure walked in, I saw that she turned out to be a big white girl. At this moment, the big white girl slowly walked towards us with her head down, and those dry corpses made way for her to come out when she passed.

The big white girl walked in front of us with her head down, and seeing her such a strange appearance, none of us dared to make any action for a while, just watching her approach.

It was only when the big white girl walked less than a meter in front of us that I realized that she was not walking alone. She still had two small hands on her shoulders, and she was really fascinated by something.

Just when I saw those little hands exclaiming, a dry little face poked its head out from behind Nangong and looked at us expressionlessly. She was carrying the two-faced monster baby on her back!

I don't know if I owe him in my previous life, this little guy has been against us everywhere when we came here. Now he actually led the little corpse army here to bring us a dumpling.

When the monk saw the two-faced monster baby, he pulled out the silver knife from his arms, slowly walked up to me and Nangong, and said, "If they rush over in a while, you will follow me." ”

Nangong and I both nodded at him, at this time, only following the monk is the safest, Nangong and I took out the sapper shovel from the backpack, ready to rush out with the monk in the chaos.

But the two-faced monster baby just lay on the back of the big white girl and watched us, and didn't make any next move. For a while, our two camps silently confronted each other in such a strange atmosphere.

The lean man began to lose control of his mouth again, and began to break his mouth. He muttered to the big white girl: "I said you are a foreign girl, how did you hook up with our Chinese little fresh meat?" Don't you know whether men and women kiss or not? ”

This lean man doesn't look at what the situation is now, the guy behind her just came to trouble us, even if we burned high incense, why don't you talk to people for a while?

Sure enough, just after the lean man said those words, the big white girl's originally lowered head was raised. To be honest, there are too many such shots in Hong Kong-made ghost movies. I really didn't dare to look at her slowly raised head, for fear of seeing a pair of eyes without eyeballs, all whites.

But the reality is often different from what we imagined, the eyes of the big white girl did not become the kind of evil in the movie, but although her eyes were open, I couldn't see her focus at all, and the whole person seemed to have lost her mind.

She looked up in our direction and muttered several words into us, but her pronunciation was strange, as if her whole tongue was blocked in my throat when she spoke, and I didn't hear a word clearly.